I moved Jenny around behind Candy and off to Candy’s left. “Are you right or left handed Jenny?” I queried. “I am a lefty and proud of it,�... was her reply. I repositioned her to Candy’s rear and right side. I took Jenny’s left hand and generously lubricated it in its entirety up to her wrist. Jenny looked at me quizzically but I just smiled and moved her to where she could reach Candy better. She reached forward and slipped two fingers into Candy’s oozing hole. She ran her fingers in and out. Speaking of hard, I'm very hard right now."Show me how amazing you are. Maria said she never experienced anyone as skilled as you."I see she got Maria to talk about it."Don't worry," Rachel says. "I don't want a boyfriend. I just want some fun."My guy says "hell, yes!". My girl says, "I want to please her."I pull Rachel to me and kiss her deeply. She responds on fire and sticks her tongue in my mouth. She's eager!She slips down out of my arms and starts to open my pants.I reach under her arms. It has been as much as six on each hand but very rarely. One thing I did know was touching myself was definitely not worth the caning I was going to get, whatever the number of strokes Mum decides I have earned. Mum touches the cane on my hand and I quiver. This is my most feared implement. Admittedly I fear being caned on my bottom far more than on my hands, and Mum only canes me on my bottom for real discipline spankings, but taking it on the hand is still hard. I groan when I hear. As I went inside, I could feel guys checking me out. I picked up some vegetables, got some pasta, I was looking at the meat case, when I heard some hater say to the guy she was with, "I can't believe they allow sluts like that (she points to me) in here."The guy replied, "Hey, don't worry about it, besides she's not hurting anyone."She huffed, "I mean they shouldn't allow her in here dressed like that, there's k**s in here for crying out loud. I bet the little slut is probably a fucking.